Anne Heche has died of a brain injury and severe burns after speeding and crashing her car into a home in the residential Mar Vista neighborhood last Friday, Aug 5. The building erupted in flames and Heche was dragged out of the vehicle and rushed to the Grossman Burn Center at West Hills Hospital in Los Angeles.
The 53-year-old, Emmy Award-winning actress is best known for her roles in 1990s films like Volcano, the Gus Van Sant remake of Psycho, Donnie Brasco and Six Days, Seven Nights.
Holly Baird, a spokesperson for Heche’s family, sent NPR a statement Friday afternoon saying: “While Anne is legally dead according to California law, her heart is still beating, and she has not been taken off life support.”
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Baird added an organ procurement company is working to see if the actress is a match for organ donation, and that determination could be made as early as Saturday or as late as next Tuesday.
Heche launched her career playing a pair of good and evil twins on the long-running daytime soap opera Another World, for which she earned a Daytime Emmy Award in 1991.
In the 2000s, Heche focused on making independent movies and TV series. She acted with Nicole Kidman and Cameron Bright in the drama Birth; with Jessica Lange and Christina Ricci in the film adaptation of Prozac Nation, Elizabeth Wurtzel’s bestselling book about depression; and in the comedy Cedar Rapids alongside John C. Reilly and Ed Helms. She also starred in the ABC drama series Men in Trees.
Heche made guest appearances on TV shows like Nip/Tuck and Ally McBeal and starred in a couple of Broadway productions, garnering a Tony Award nomination for her performance in the remount of the 1932 comedy Twentieth Century.
In 2020, Heche launched a weekly lifestyle podcast, Better Together, with friend and co-host Heather Duffy and appeared on Dancing with the Stars.
Heche became a lesbian icon as a result of her highly-visible relationship with comedian and TV host Ellen DeGeneres in the late 1990s.
Heche and DeGeneres were arguably the most famous openly gay couple in Hollywood at a time when being out was far less acceptable than it is today. Heche later claimed the romance took a toll on her career. “I was in a relationship with Ellen DeGeneres for three-and-a-half years and the stigma attached to that relationship was so bad that I was fired from my multimillion-dollar picture deal and I did not work in a studio picture for 10 years,” Heche said in an episode of Dancing with the Stars.
But the relationship paved the way for broader acceptance of single-sex partnerships.
“With so few role models and representations of lesbians in the late 1990s and early 2000s, Anne Heche’s relationship with Ellen DeGeneres contributed to her celebrity in a significant way and their relationship ultimately validated lesbian love for both straight and queer people,” said the Los Angeles-based New York Times columnist Trish Bendix.
Bendix said that while Heche was later in relationships with men — she married Coleman Laffoon in the early 2000s and they had a son together, and was more recently in a relationship with Canadian actor James Tupper with whom she also had a son — “her influence on lesbian and bisexual visibility can’t and shouldn’t be erased.”
In 2000, Fresh Air host Terry Gross interviewed Heche in advance of her directorial debut on the final episode of If These Walls Could Talk 2, a series of three HBO television films exploring the lives of lesbian couples starring DeGeneres and Sharon Stone. In the interview, Heche said she wished she had been more sensitive about other people’s coming out experiences when she and DeGeneres went public with their relationship.
“What I wish I would have known is more of the journey and the struggle of individuals in the gay community or couples in the gay community,” Heche said. “Because I would have couched my enthusiasm with an understanding that this isn’t everybody’s story.”
Heche was born in Aurora, Ohio in 1969, the youngest of five siblings. She was raised in a Christian fundamentalist household.
She had a challenging childhood. The family moved around a lot. She said she believed her father, Donald, was a closeted gay man; he died in 1983 of HIV.
“He just couldn’t seem to settle down into a normal job, which, of course, we found out later, and as I understand it now, was because he had another life,” Heche told Gross on Fresh Air. “He wanted to be with men.”
A few months after her father died, Heche’s brother Nathan was killed in a car crash at the age of 18.
In her 2001 Memoir Call Me Crazy, and in subsequent interviews, Heche said her father abused her sexually as a child, triggering mental health issues which the actress said she carried with her for decades as an adult.
In an interview with the actress for Larry King Live, host Larry King called Heche’s book, “one of the most honest, outspoken, extraordinary autobiographies ever written by anyone in show business.”
“I am left with a deep, wordless sadness,” wrote Heche’s son with Lafoon, Homer, in a statement shared with NPR via Baird. “Hopefully my mom is free from pain and beginning to explore what I like to imagine as her eternal freedom.”
My Stepmom Came to My Wedding in a White Dress, Saying She ‘Deserves Attention Too’ – So My Husband Taught Her a Real Lesson
When Alexandra’s stepmom arrived at her wedding in a white dress, insisting she deserved attention, Alexandra braced for chaos. But her husband had a plan to turn the tables in a way no one expected.
“These flowers need to be perfect,” Linda said, arranging them with exaggerated care. “After all, it’s a big day for the family.”
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I sat at the dining table, sipping my tea and trying to stay calm.
My dad smiled at her. “Linda has a great eye for these things,” he said.
I forced a smile. “They do look nice, Linda,” I replied.
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Linda, my stepmother, came into my life when I was ten after Mom passed away. She loved being the center of attention, and today was no different.
She fussed over the flowers, making sure each petal was in the right place. Her movements were dramatic like she was on stage. I wondered what role she would try to play at the wedding.
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“Are you excited about the wedding, Dad?” I asked, hoping to change the subject.
He nodded, his eyes twinkling. “Very much, Alexandra. It’s going to be a beautiful day.”
Linda chimed in, “Yes, and everything has to be perfect. It’s not every day we have such an important event.”
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I nodded, but my mind was elsewhere. I knew Linda would find a way to make the day about her. She always did.
I remembered birthdays and holidays when she managed to be the star of the show, leaving me in the shadows.
As Linda continued to fuss over the flowers, my concern grew. I wanted to enjoy the wedding, but with Linda around, it was always a challenge.
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“Do you need any help, Linda?” I offered, trying to be polite.
She waved me off. “No, no, dear. I have everything under control.”
“Alright,” I said, forcing a smile. “I’ll take a leave, Dad. I have to be somewhere.”
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I met up with Sarah, my best friend and maid of honor, at the wedding planner’s office.
“Why is the bride looking so sad?” she asked, wrapping me in a hug.
“I guess I’m just nervous.”
“Don’t be; you’ll have the best day! Now come on, we’re getting late.”
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We entered the wedding planner Grace’s office.
“Well, uh, your stepmother requested to be seated in the front row and insisted on giving a speech during the reception, Alexandra,” she said, glancing up from her notes.
I was stunned. Linda and I had talked about this. How could she?
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“Isn’t that usually reserved for the bride’s mother or father?” Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow.
Grace nodded. “Yes, traditionally, the front row is for the bride’s parents. Since your father will be there and you have chosen to honor your late mother by keeping a place for her, Linda technically shouldn’t be in that spot.
“Additionally, we need to maintain some decorum and respect for family traditions. This wedding is very meaningful, especially with the tribute to your mother.”
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I sighed, feeling the familiar frustration rise. “She always has to make everything about herself. I bet she’s got some grand performance in mind!”
Sarah leaned in closer. “We need to be prepared for whatever she’s planning.”
Grace looked at me with a concerned expression. “How would you like to handle this, Alexandra?”
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I thought for a moment. “Can we explain to her that the front row is reserved for my mom and dad? Maybe suggest she sit in the second row?”
“That sounds reasonable,” Grace agreed. “I’ll have a word with her. And about the speech?”
I shook my head. “I really don’t want her giving a speech. It’s supposed to be a tribute to my mom and a celebration of the wedding. She’ll just make it about herself.”
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Sarah nodded. “We can have someone else speak if needed. Maybe one of us or someone from your mom’s side of the family?”
“That’s a good idea,” I said, feeling a bit more at ease. “Let’s make sure the speeches are meaningful and respectful.”
Grace jotted down some notes. “I’ll take care of it. We’ll ensure everything runs smoothly.”
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As we left Grace’s office, Sarah squeezed my arm.
“Don’t worry, Alex. We’ve got this. Linda won’t ruin your day.”
I nodded, hoping she was right.
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When I got back to our apartment, I needed to share my concerns with Tom.
“Linda is determined to steal the show,” I said, dropping my bag by the door. “She’s giving a speech at the reception and insisted on sitting in the front row.”
Tom wrapped his arms around me. “We’ll handle it together. Don’t worry.”
I frowned, leaning into his embrace.
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“It’s not just that,” I said, pulling away from him. “She has a way of turning everything into a spectacle. She’s not my real mom, but she’s always pushed herself into roles meant for my mother. We want to honor my mother by keeping her place in the front row. I’m afraid she’s going to make our wedding about her.”
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Tom smiled reassuringly. “Trust me. I’ve got a plan. Let her have her moment. It’ll all work out.”
“What kind of plan?” I asked, curious.
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He kissed my forehead. “Just trust me. It’s a surprise. But I promise, it’ll keep the focus where it should be—on us and your mom’s memory.”
I sighed, feeling a bit better but still anxious. “I hope so. I just want everything to go smoothly. Linda can be so unpredictable.”
Tom squeezed my hand. “I know. But we’ve got this. We’re in this together.”
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I nodded, trying to relax. “Thanks, Tom. I really appreciate it.”
“Anytime, love,” he said, giving me a reassuring smile. “Now, let’s enjoy our evening and not worry about Linda for a bit.”
I smiled back, feeling grateful for his support.
Soon, the wedding day arrived.
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I was excited and nervous.
While I was still in my bathrobe getting ready, Sarah burst into the room, her face pale.
“You won’t believe this,” she said, pulling me to the window.
I looked out and saw Linda emerging in a full-length, white wedding dress.
An elderly woman posing in her wedding gown | Source: Midjourney
“What the…” Okay, this was something I didn’t see coming. How dare she?
“Linda, what are you doing? You can’t wear white to my wedding!” I stormed over to her, unable to hide my fury.
“Oh, darling,” she smirked, not showing even one ounce of regret. “You’re young, Alexandra. You have your whole life ahead of you. This might be my last chance to feel like a bride again. I deserve this attention.”
A smiling elderly woman in a wedding dress | Source: Midjourney
I felt my anger rising, but Tom pulled me aside. “Trust me, we’ll sort this out later,” he whispered with a mischievous smile.
“But Tom, how could she?”
“Trust me, okay?” he said, and I relented.
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The ceremony proceeded, with Linda sitting in the front row, basking in her stolen spotlight. Grace had a helpless look on her face, so it was clear Linda had managed to get what she wanted.
I was boiling inside, but I trusted Tom.
As the ceremony continued, I tried to focus on the vows and the moment. I looked at Tom, who gave me a reassuring nod. But every time I saw Linda’s smug expression, my faith in Tom’s plan wavered.
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When it was time for the speeches, I held my breath. Linda stood up, ready to take over. But before she could speak, Tom took the microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, before we continue, I’d like to share a special video tribute to Alexandra’s late mother.”
The lights dimmed, and a beautiful montage of my mom played on the screen.
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Photos, videos, and heartfelt messages filled the room. Tears filled my eyes, and the guests were visibly moved. Linda’s expression shifted from smugness to shock.
As the tribute ended, Tom looked at me with a knowing smile. “This day is about honoring your mother and our love, Alex. No one can take that away.”
Then he looked at Linda. “Linda, could you join us up here?” he asked.
A groom talking on the mic | Source: Midjourney
Linda looked smug, thinking she was about to be honored.
As she made her way to the stage, Tom continued, “Linda has always been a star in her own right, so today, we’ve decided to let her shine even more.”
Another slideshow began to play. The first few pictures were innocent enough, showing Linda in her white dress from various angles at the wedding. But then, Tom’s twist came.
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The next photo showed Linda sneaking into my bridal suite earlier that morning.
She was caught on camera trying on my wedding veil, twirling around with a bouquet she’d taken from the floral arrangements.
The room gasped, and Linda’s face turned red.
She tried to stay calm, but Tom wasn’t done.
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“Wait, Linda, we’re not finished,” he said, motioning to the DJ.
Suddenly, the speakers played a recording of Linda on the phone with her friend, boasting about her plan to outshine me.
“This little princess needs to learn her place. I’ve waited long enough to have my moment,” her voice echoed through the hall.
An angry elderly bride | Source: Midjourney
The crowd was stunned, and a few people even booed. Tom wrapped his arms around me and whispered, “I told you I had it covered.”
But the surprise wasn’t over.
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Tom had arranged for Linda’s ex-husband to be the guest speaker. He took the stage, sharing stories about Linda’s past antics, showing everyone her true nature.
The result? Linda, red-faced and cornered, slipped out of the hall as quietly as she could. Tom and I shared a smile, knowing we taught her a lesson her way. She was in the spotlight as she was wanted but for all the wrong reasons.
A crying elderly woman | Source: Midjourney
Have you had to teach a lesson to someone at your wedding, too?
If you enjoyed this story, here’s another one: When Hannah’s Dad waltzed into her birthday party with her best friend on his arm, she was determined to make him pay. Little did he know that Han nah’s plan was to unexpectedly turn the tables at her graduation party.
A young woman at her graduation party | Source: Midjourney
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